Because of his relationship with Qin Sijue, he never stood on ceremony whenever he came here, acting as if he were in his own home.
As he strode forward, Tang Yuyan naturally couldn’t wait to follow him in.
"The Young Master and Young Madam just left,"
Uncle Qin said, watching the three people go in.
Upon hearing this, the three of them stopped in their tracks, turned around, and looked at Uncle Qin.
"They left?" Li Yuan asked.
Uncle Qin nodded, "Yes, just about ten or so minutes before you arrived."
He glanced at Tang Yuyan and then at Nangong Mingchuan, feeling that something was off about their expressions.
Having drawn a blank at Jueyuan as well, Tang Yuyan’s recently settled heart once again fell into sorrow.
"Where did they go?" Li Yuan couldn’t help but ask Uncle Qin.
Uncle Qin paused, "Well, I’m not sure about that."
The Young Master and Young Madam didn’t explain when they left.
"However..." Uncle Qin seemed to remember something and hesitantly added, "Right before the Young Master and Young Madam left, I think I heard the Young Master mention something about the hospital."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Mingchuan seemed to recall that last night, Gu Qiangwei had said she would visit the hospital again today.
"They must have gone to the hospital."
Saying so, he took his wife’s hand, ready to turn around and leave.
Seeing this, Li Yuan naturally followed them.
The moment the three rushed out the front door, a sleek black luxury sports car stopped right in front of them like a gust of wind.
Staring at the black Maybach, Tang Yuyan and Nangong Mingchuan were both taken aback.
Because the moment the car door opened, they saw Gu Qiangwei stepping out from inside.
Just stepping out of the car, and lifting her head, Gu Qiangwei was stunned when she saw Tang Yuyan in front of the large iron gates.
On closer look, she realized how similar she was to her mother, only she hadn’t expected that, after twelve years, she would still be so youthful and beautiful.
The instant she saw Gu Qiangwei, Tang Yuyan’s recently dried tears once again uncontrollably spilled from her eyes.
’Weiwei,’ what a long-lost name, it had been twelve whole years since she last heard this nickname.
Gu Qiangwei stood there, motionless, not speaking, just looking at Tang Yuyan.
Why had she suddenly come looking for her again?
"Weiwei..." Memories flooded back, and Tang Yuyan couldn’t control herself, about to walk toward Gu Qiangwei.
"What did you call me?"
After a while, Gu Qiangwei finally spoke, finding her voice, which was slightly choked up.
Tang Yuyan’s steps halted, and she suddenly froze in place.
"That’s my nickname, how would you know it?" Gu Qiangwei looked at Tang Yuyan, her face surprisingly calm, so calm there wasn’t a ripple of emotion.
Yet such a question struck Tang Yuyan with painful sharpness.
She knew that she had abandoned her for twelve years, making her suffer a lot.
"Weiwei, I am your mother..."
The words ’my mother’ caused Gu Qiangwei’s originally calm eyes to instantly fill with tears, blurring her vision.
"Weiwei, I am your mother, don’t you remember me?"
Large teardrops, unable to be held back, slid down her cheeks.
This noble title had been deeply ingrained in her heart for twenty-two years, how could she possibly forget?
"My mother disappeared suddenly one day, twelve years ago, and never returned..."
Such words struck Tang Yuyan like arrows through the heart, and she wept profusely.
"Weiwei, I’m sorry, I—"
"Why don’t you recognize me?"
Tang Yuyan’s words were unfinished when Gu Qiangwei abruptly interrupted her.